"I told you, losing means death. How could anyone be so reckless about something like this... ugh." Yan Ao silently wiped the blood spattered across his face by Zhang Yu, and as soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and threw up.
It was utterly disgusting. Zhang Yu had died right in front of him, at such close range that Yan Ao had taken in every detail of the man's final moment, leaving the corpse standing stiffly in place.
From start to finish, the entire game had lasted less than two minutes. Yet in those mere two minutes, a human life had been ruthlessly snuffed out. Yan Ao felt as though he had walked through the gates of hell, and even without checking, he knew his back was soaked through with cold sweat.
Chapter 266